Cricket Song
Petunia & the Vipers
GENRE Why, the crickets are calling me on this full moonlit Canadian night
And I’m far away from home and on the roam
And I’m singing a song
Why, the crickets are calling me on this full moonlit Canadian night
And there’s a whisper in the willows and she’s calling me
There’s a whisper in the willows and she’s calling me
Left my baby on a flat front step
Left her reeling and rocking cause we ain’t dead yet
Left her heart in a whirl, assuring the little girl that
“I won’t forget…but honey baby, sweetie pie…
I gotta live, gotta go, gotta get free of my woes
And I count my little toes
And I know that I know that I know that I know that I know
That we ain’t dead yet”
Why, the crickets are calling me on this full moonlit Canadian night
And your memory’s following me on this moonlit Canadian night
And I’m far away from home and on the roam
And I’m singing a song
Why, the crickets are calling me on this full moonlit Canadian night
And there’s a whisper in the willows and she’s calling me
There’s a whisper in the willows and she’s calling me
Left my baby on a flat front step
Left her reeling and rocking cause we ain’t dead yet
Left her heart in a whirl, assuring the little girl that
“I won’t forget…but honey baby, sweetie pie…
I gotta live, gotta go, gotta get free of my woes
And I count my little toes
And I know that I know that I know that I know that I know
That we ain’t dead yet”
Why, the crickets are calling me on this full moonlit Canadian night
And your memory’s following me on this moonlit Canadian night
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